Moving Out

After much consideration, I’ve decided to move from WordPress back to Blogger. And so here we are, moving out.  The move is complete and new parts have been added to the new site as well as some of the current chapters updated and edited.  The domain name is currently being moved over.  Until that takes effect, you can access the new website at http://thecouriernovel.blogspot.com/ Hope you enjoy the new site!

Free Candles

He’s right. I’ve only stepped foot in a church a couple times in my life. One time to use the bathroom. Another time to steal some candles, but I chickened out at the last minute.

“What am I supposed to do now?” I ask, still kneeling on the floor. “Just give up and put on the guard’s uniform?”

“No.” Vern helps me to my feet. “There’s no uniform for you, kid. You’re not dead, yet.”

I frown. “Yes I am.”

“No you’re not.”

No One Belongs in Hell

I hesitate and try to comprehend belonging in the middle of this place. Then I let out my breath like I’m going to reply, but instead shoot daggers at Vern with my stare.

“Can’t handle the truth, can ya?”

“The truth? For three days you bastards have been telling me I belong in your hell club, and no, I don’t like it. And, I don’t believe it.”

I drop to my knees and smack my hands together in a clap. “God, Jesus, please forgive me.”

Vern grabs his side and roars with laughter, but changes his mood, abruptly, when he sees my pleading set in motion a prayer vigil among the camp members around us. “Stop it,” he says and pulls my hands apart.

I fight him and clap my hands back together. “Our Father, up in Heaven.”

“I said, stop it.” He grabs both my hands this time and tries to pull my limp body to my feet. All around us, the demons move in closer.

“Hallowed eve’s the name.”

Vern drops me to the ground and sneers. “Kid, do you even know what a church looks like, cause ya sure don’t know The Lord’s Prayer?”

“Thy kingdom come and well done.”

“Now you’re just makin’ an ass of yourself.”

The demons back away from us.

Vern adds, “Lucky for you they like that sorta thing down here.”